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she took a deep breath out, "we will know if Azian has any link to any kind of Soul magic after this ritual" "How?" Ena asked, looking at her with the uttermost intrigue. "Azian is the Prince of dragons, also a Golden dragon right?” Ena nodded, not understanding why the mother protector thought it necessary to establish facts that have long been proved and understood. “Fire is his nature therefore he cannot be burnt,” she replied, closing her eyes, “no part of him can be burnt,’ she added, clasping her hands to her chest, as She begin to chant words Ena had never heard of in all her 45 years of witching. Her tongue twisting and twirling with rage as the candles began to flicker, and burn bri

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.

Terra replied with low growl and scrunched her eyebrow “AND I AM DRAGON PRINCE…… TERRA… DON’T YOU FORGET THAT…. I AM DRAGON PRINECE DRACO…. ONE AND ONLY SON OF OUR LATE KING LADON BLACK AND QUEEN CASSANDRA…. YOU AND PETRO ARE MY DRAGON PEOPLE…. AND…… YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO….” I growled back

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

“Skylar? What … What are you doing?” “I am Queen Cyryl’s rider. We are bonded,” I say. I watch as he begins to smile. “That’s wonderful, Skylar! Now we can …” “No! There is no ‘we’ father. You came here to try to claim a dragon, MY dragon, and you failed.” “What are you saying, Skylar? Your place is in the castle, you are to be Kenneth’s queen,” he says, pointing to Kenneth. “I would never bind myself to a man who wants to kill members of my thunder. I am a queen, yes, but I am queen of this dragon thunder. I have made my choice, and I chose the dragons.”

Another one came forward. "It a pleasure to stand before you once again, your Grace". Gaius spoke with a forced smile as he stood with his wife Abigail who bowed to Nolan. Gaius Hagnarok- The prime minister. One of the heads of the table. Had an unresolved issue with The late king of the East. And has an eye for the throne.

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

They heard another dragon whisper to the others. Michael and Granny were shocked to know that the dragon queen is actually also a seer and can see the future. "So, what she just said to Theo is a vision she saw? Was that the reason why she came and saved them?" Another dragon questioned. “But why, Ashton? Who is this Ashton?” They heard a dragon ask his companions. “Don't you know? Ashton, he's the prince. But he's not yet born. Our Queen is still pregnant, remember? But come to think of it, our kind and queen decided to name their child Ashton if he's a boy. So…” Another dragon cut her off.

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

"Ask him how he got them… ask him why a lord from the eastern territories rode three days to deliver gossip to a king he has never had an audience with before tonight." Soren's easy smile stayed in place. "I came because it is the right thing…" "What is your name," she said. "Lord Soren of the Vael…" And it came out before she could catch it. His other name. His real name. The name she had screamed in a different world in a different life on a bedroom floor while the light went out. She said it clearly, without meaning to, in a room with a Dragon King watching every breath she took. Soren stopped talking.